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Behind the Books: Remember Who You Are & Faith in the Storm


There are seasons when you forget who you are.

Not because you stop believing, but because life starts shouting louder than truth.

I wrote Remember Who You Are in one of those seasons. It wasn’t planned — it poured out of a place that was both breaking and being rebuilt. Every word felt like reaching for light with trembling hands.

It began as a whisper to myself:

You are still chosen, even when you feel forgotten.

That whisper turned into pages — reflections, prayers, and questions that felt too honest to hide. I didn’t know anyone would ever read them. I just needed to speak life into the silence.

Writing that book taught me something sacred: identity isn’t something the world gives — it’s something God restores.

You don’t earn it. You return to it.

Remember Who You Are became an altar — a place where I laid down the false names, the old fears, and the lies that told me I had to be smaller to be safe.

Through every journal prompt, every verse, I was reclaiming something holy: my voice.

When Faith in the Storm came later, I thought I was writing from strength. I wasn’t. I was writing from surrender.

That book wasn’t born in calm seas — it came from the middle of the waves. It came from the nights when prayers didn’t feel answered, and faith looked more like endurance than victory.

There are moments when faith stops sounding like a song and starts sounding like a whisper:

God, I’m still here.

That’s the kind of faith that Faith in the Storm carries — not loud or polished, but real.

The kind that trembles, yet stays.

The kind that learns that peace isn’t the absence of pain — it’s the presence of God in the middle of it.

Both books were written in the same rhythm: identity and endurance.

To remember who you are when life shakes,

and to stand steady when the storm doesn’t pass right away.

If you’ve ever felt like the waves were too strong or the light too far — you are not alone.

You are still becoming.

You are still held.

And you are still His. 💜

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With love and light,

Crystal Amon

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